Page 87 of The Wolf

Holy shit.

My slickness coats my fingertips as I dip them inside my hole, curling them upward. He watches me intently, his tail wagging faster. His excited growl vibrates through the room, sending shivers down my spine as it mingles with the lewd, wet sucking sounds of my fingers pumping in and out of my juicy cunt.

Yet, it’s not enough.

I was already burning with desire from the way he teased me on the dancefloor. My fingers only make things worse, leaving me all achy, uncomfortable, and restless, unable to reach the places he touched… or where his tongue could be right now.

I needhim…

“Baby, please,” I whimper, glancing at him through heavy-lidded eyes, desperate for more.

But he remains exactly where he is, cruel and unyielding, kneeling between my legs, feasting on the view alone.

My movements grow faster and more frantic, as the stickiness of arousal leaks from me, trickling down my hand. Araging fire ignites in my core, threatening to burn my fingers. My hips buck involuntarily, seeking his attention.

He chuckles, dark and knowing, savoring my desperation to the fullest. “Mmmm, needy girl,” he murmurs. “I love seeing you spread wide open and helpless like this.“

I can tell justhowmuch he loves it, getting hot watching me. His cock protrudes from his hairy sheath, red and glistening, gently throbbing. And it keeps growing. A bead of pre-cum already drips from the tip, running enticingly down his shaft.

Our eyes meet and I bite my bottom lip before whispering, “You’re so big. I want every inch of you… Let me show you how much I can take.”

Not giving in quite yet, he strokes himself, his large palm wrapped tightly around his thick shaft, his movements slow and deliberate. The sight takes my breath away—it always does.

“Fuck, Julia. Look what you did to me.” His arousal now flows faster, hitting my inner thigh, and the feeling is like boiling lava touching my skin. “You see all that pre-cum?”

“Mhmm, I want to taste it.”

His eyes flash. “Oh yeah?”

“Yes, I can make you feel all better.”

Eventually, he always succumbs to my pleas.

He kneels over my chest with his monstrous wolf cock at my face, and I gasp. The tiny blue veins seem to be pulsating and his length never ceases to impress me. Still gripping his shaft, he lines his cock with my mouth and rubs the tip against my lips, smearing his pre-cum across them. The heady, musky aroma of him engulfs my senses, titillating every part of me.

Never breaking our shared gaze, I slowly collect it with the tip of my tongue, purring as I taste his pent-up passion—it’s a little salty, as expected, but mostly intoxicatingly sweet.

“You love it, don’t you?” he asks, watching me intensely.

In response, my tongue flicks over his cockhead before I plant a path of gentle kisses along his rigid shaft and back up again.

“You feel how fucking hard you’ve made me?” he whispers gravelly. “That’s all you, baby,”

Then, his body shivers as I push my tongue against the tiny hole at the slanted tip, drawing more of his arousal, accompanied by many curse words escaping him.

Giggling lightheartedly, I sense the growing heat in his body. My tongue slides down the underside, lathering his flesh all over, down to his balls. His dick flexes with excitement and it’s now as hard as it can get. But his knot just begins to form. As my lips return to the tip, I bring my hand to his thick base and wrap my fingers around it.

“Suck that cock into your mouth,” he commands but it comes out more like a plea. I know he can hardly control himself, trying to bite back his sexy moans.

I open my mouth wide, taking his head between my lips. He groans low in his throat, his claws gripping the sheets beneath us.

“That’s it, Julia, wrap your lips tighter around me,” he orders further, his voice rough and shaky with desire.

I obey, closing my lips more firmly around him and sliding them farther down his girth. Adding my other hand, I work where my mouth can’t reach, stroking him in tandem.

“Fuck, yes! That’s my girl,” he growls, his head tilting back as his hips shift forward instinctively. “Oh, baby. You’re driving me insane.”

But he’s too arrogant not to watch. He glances back down, and his glowing eyes pierce mine. A deep, satisfied rumble vibrates from his chest as he admires the view.

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